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[color=ccff99]"Considering that you left him looking like he had just gotten into a fight with a Lycan, I think once he snaps out of his haze he'll notice,"[/color] Eris couldn't quite resist pushing Varis' buttons ever so slightly, pushing himself off the frame and taking a proper step into the study. He was pleased to know he had been watched, though at the mention of the Turned he made sure to remember to bring that up properly later. At the very least, he wanted to keep that one close for a little bit.

As for the Astorio, Eris shrugged. [color=ccff99]"I'm sure he just wanted something pretty to look at for a while. That face of hers looked familiar, but I couldn't place a name to it. Still cute for a mortal,"[/color] He seemingly defended Aaron, though his tone was indifferent as he was a touch more concerned with the noble. [color=ccff99]"As entertaining as the ordeal was, the highlight had to be the Astorio getting buried. Brute force can only get you so far."[/color]

Once the topic of the tailor came around, however, Eris was decidedly less pleased, though he did nod in acknowledgement. He pulled off the FitBit, holding a button to turn it off for the moment as the ceaseless buzzing was starting up again before shoving it into his pocket. He'd have to contact Katya sooner than later, it was going to take a lot of effort on his part to get both Chaend and Maxwell's wardrobe done; no doubt he was going to hold that over his head for the next few decades. But he was a sucker for his designs, and at the end of the day he got what he wanted, so it didn't matter much in the grand scheme of things. What did matter, at least in the moment, was his mage.

[color=ccff99]"No, I managed to catch him after class, but...Ismene and Antigone hold the bar high and this Alderman kid doesn't come close to it,"[/color] Eris responded in truth as he gave Varis his full attention. [color=ccff99]"His tongue is just sharp enough to entertain and I don't think he'd willingly stir up any trouble, but the whole 'I hate everything' shtick gets old after the first ten seconds. He doesn't have Antigone's charisma or Ismene's efficiency. Unless he has some genuine talent when it comes to his secondary affinity, I don't think I'll be keeping him for very long."[/color] He'd say it was a shame, but Eris' expectations were mighty low for the kid. 

As he came to a pause, he heard a pair of footsteps approaching. To his delight, the golden haired mage of Varis' came into the study. He raised his eyebrows, entertained as he spotted the wash cloth in his hands. The boy was either nervous or timid, unsteady in his body language. Not that he blamed him entirely, any Sinnenodel was enough to make anyone nervous, let alone Varis and his methods. He'd have a hard time if he continued to be so rigid.

[color=ccff99]"The sun came out from behind the clouds, look at him, all clean and ready to go,"[/color] Eris cheerfully commented, crossing his arms as he grinned at the mage.

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